2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Stop, don't tell me those inexplicable things now. I have a headache now."

Yan Muyun raised a hand and smiled bitterly.

After seeing many technologies that were beyond his scope of knowledge, he still could not completely believe that he had really slept for thirty years, let alone that inexplicable "god".

But in fact, it’s not so much that I don’t believe it, but that I don’t want to believe it.

Yan Muyun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "If you hadn't lied to me, my parents would really be..."

"They are also my grandparents." Yan Long pursed his lips.

His meaning was obvious. The other party was his elder, and he would not make fun of their lives at will.

Yan Muyun did not continue to ask how his grandparents were doing, because the answer was already obvious. He just sat there, his originally straight back slightly bent.

Seeing the dull look on the young "uncle"'s face, Yan Long secretly regretted it, as he seemed to have said too much.

He was still too young. Faced with a person who had just woken up after sleeping for thirty years, he should have conducted a step-by-step guided communication to let the other person gradually accept this reality.

However, because of Yan Muyun's unintentional prank before, he was shocked and at the same time inevitably felt a little embarrassed. Therefore, there was inevitably a bit of anger in his subsequent behavior.

What Yan Long did can be said to be the other extreme. After Yan Muyun raised questions, he immediately listed the evidence and used technology that did not belong to that era to convince the other party.

This is like two children quarreling. If you say I am wrong, then I must prove to you that I am right.

Thinking of this, Yan Long couldn't help but sigh. He originally thought that his mind was mature enough compared to his peers, but it seems that he still hasn't gotten rid of his youthful spirit.

"Is there another possibility?" Yan Muyun suddenly raised his head, with a difficult smile on his face:

"I actually traveled through time, into another world of high civilization and technology, just like what is written in online novels."

His words sounded more like a joke, but Li Long nodded thoughtfully and said softly: "It's not impossible."

"Huh?" Yan Muyun was a little surprised.

"You have been lying on the bed for as long as I can remember, so I don't know what happened before." Yan Long shrugged, his expression looked quite serious.

"Didn't your dad tell you about me?"

"He said it a lot, especially the incident that caused you to coma. He said it over and over again. He said you became like this because you protected your grandparents."

Yan Muyun laughed loudly and scratched his head: "This statement feels quite cool, because protecting his family from serious injuries or something like that makes him feel like a protagonist in a movie or TV series."

"I admired you when I was a child, but later I started to hate you." Yan Long said calmly.

Yan Muyun was slightly startled: "Why?"

Yan Long came over and sat on the other side of the bed:

"Because I thought at that time, if nothing happened to you, my dad might focus more on his family. Instead of working every day, he would have to come to the nursing home to check on you during the rare rest time every week."

"Other children can play games with their father, go to the holographic simulation park, and travel together. But of the few times I spent with my father, almost 70% of it was spent in this nursing home."

Yan Muyun opened his mouth slightly, as if he was a little shocked, but then he could only smile apologetically: "That really caused trouble for you, I'm sorry."

Yan Long shook his head and said calmly: "It's nothing, I don't mind this kind of thing anymore. The most important thing is, fortunately, you didn't disappoint him and finally woke up."

"Yan Yiming... What does your dad do and why is he so busy?" Yan Muyun asked curiously.

As he said these words, a strange feeling surged through his heart.

If all this is true, then Yan Yiming is his younger brother. But now when he mentioned the other person's name in front of Yan Long, he always felt a little offensive.

Just like you wouldn't call your classmates' parents by their first names because it's rude.

Yan Taki didn't seem to care, and kept his expression as usual: "He is now the deputy director of the 'General Bureau of Special Affairs' in Menxia City."

"General Directorate of Special Branch?"

"The full name is the 'General Administration of Special Affairs', a department established by the country 30 years ago. Just think of it as an agency that specializes in dealing with awakened criminals and supernatural events."

Yan Taki's tone was calm, as if he was saying something natural:

"Since the inexplicable plague 30 years ago, nearly more than 10% of humans around the world have acquired various superpowers. In order to maintain social order, the country will naturally set up relevant departments for management as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Yan Muyun couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Only then did he finally realize that the current world seemed to have become more advanced than just technology, and there were also things beyond his cognition.

Seeing his look, Yan Taki seemed a little confused and frowned slightly: "My dad once said that you also have extraordinary abilities, and that your coma was caused by an awakened criminal."

Yan Muyun smiled bitterly and scratched his head.

He didn't really want to talk about it, so he took the initiative to change the topic: "Deputy Director, you should be very powerful, right?"

"Yes." Yan Long nodded, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "To summarize briefly, in the field of extraordinary events, he is considered the second-in-command in Menxia City."

A smile appeared on Yan Muyun's lips: "He is so powerful now."

In his memory, his younger brother was just a tall, thin boy with a shy smile. I heard that this guy has become a very powerful big shot, but he always feels a bit dreamy and unreal.

"How is the treatment? I remember that when I asked him what he wanted to do in the future, he always couldn't give a clear answer." Yan Muyun said with a smile:

"His only requirement was that the profession must be profitable. Later, his father said that an 'actuary' could earn millions a year, so he chose to apply for a mathematics major in Oxford, England."

"But he didn't go abroad in the end."

Yan Long suddenly stood up and walked to the window, putting his hands behind his back in a somewhat old-fashioned manner: "He chose to stay and was specially recruited into the People's Public Security University, and finally joined the Special Branch Bureau."

"Why?" Yan Muyun was stunned. He remembered that his younger brother yearned to study abroad.

And what he didn't expect the most was that his younger brother would choose to be a policeman. In his memory, the other party had never expressed this intention.

Yan Taki was silent for a long time, turned around, and looked over quietly with his dark eyes: "Because of you, and because of my grandparents."

"He said that his grandparents only have one son left, and he is worried about leaving them. And the most important thing is that he wants to rely on his own ability to catch the person with supernatural powers who hurt you."